|Current mood:||fucking depressed|
|Current music:||Wonderful by Everclear|
i don't understand.
or maybe i really do. subconcously.
anyways. i'd just like to mark this day as the end of my "relationship" with dylan. yeah, we broke up.
but i don't get it.
my heart knew it would happen. and my heart feels no pain. yet.
but my eyes continue to cry. i guess my eyes know that no one will be there to catch me, and that no one will be there to kiss me when i'm sad.
but i guess it's for the better, right? everything happens for a reason.
why should i be sad when i knew it'd end like this?
i guess this a test to see how will i can cope will all of this at once.
i fucking hate tests.
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